I am wounded,
but no one wants to heal me.
I am wounded,
but no one seems to notice.
I am wounded,
but I still get dirt thrown on me.
I am wounded,
but the world doesn't care.

Spinning violently through the air.

                       Terminal velocity is my friend today.

                                                  Faded memories flash in my mind.

                       As the rugged ground draws ever closer.

I see the taunting glares of the clouds.

                       My legs get cut out from under from me.

                                                   Life thrashes me around a little more.

                        Faster and faster, the descent into chaos.

I can’t help but start laughing.

                         As the world falls apart around me.

                                                   Maybe this is what I deserved after all.

                         I barely have time to say my goodbyes.

Before everything turns to black.

This house lies in rubble.
A veritable pit.
Are there not more remains?
Is this all? Is this it?

My skin is damaged,
and stained with red blood.
Devastation comes
Like a torrential flood.

There was no sympathy.
We never had trust.
In the shadows of betrayal,
I fade into dust.

I only wanted an hour.
That's all you ever had to give.
The other twenty three were yours,
To live the life you did.

I only wanted an hour,
but you always had other plans.
You never wanted to sit with me,
You never yearned to understand.

I only wanted an hour,
It's really not that much to ask.
Just sixty minutes of the real deal,
but you wouldn't drop the mask.

I only wanted an hour,
Even on that final day.
Until the end, you still refused,
and just let me fade way.

I've trudged the ice,
I've paid my dues.
Please rid me of
these winter blues.

No more sleet,
No more snow,
Life below zero
has got to go.

I'm done with frailty,
and done with death.
I'm sick of the chill,
riding on my breath.

This awful winter,
hurts so many things.
Now I'm ready to hear,
the Robins sing.

613 200 Hours
25 550 Days
13 Cars
11 Jobs
9 Dogs
6 Surgeries
5 Children
4 Grandchildren
3 Marriages
2 Siblings
1 Weary soul.
No regrets.